Starry nights
Moonlit beams
Chirping crickets
And running streams
Broken hearts
And flowing tears
Flushed cheeks
And reddened ears
She can see nothing
All she does is cry
She runs away
From all his lies
Looking back
Is what she fears
She believed his lies
All these years
Not knowing where to turn
Or who to trust
All she’s worried about
Is leaving him in the dust
Never ever
Will she find a love like that
All she’s knows
Is that she’s never turning back
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